When the entire Tanaka Kazunaka squad was collapsing in pools of blood, groaning and struggling...

Above, Captain Kamikata Shichiro was leading his troops on the road to Liujia Lake.

This unit had not started its journey far away, but its speed was much slower than that of the Tanaka squad.

The reason for this was simply that Tanaka's squad had not been under constant attack from the National Revolutionary Army these past few days; they had rested better and had plenty of physical strength.

The Kamikata Shichiro squad had been drawn from the forces attacking Taierzhuang.

During these days, the Kamikata Shichiro squad had to attack during the day and be attacked at night.

They simply could not get enough rest.

Today, while they were attacking Taierzhuang, they suddenly received orders to reinforce Liujia Lake.

The Kamikata Shichiro squad had no choice but to shift its position.

There seemed to be a strong sense of foreboding.

Not a single one of the Kamikata Shichiro squad's soldiers wanted to move.

They would rather charge in front of Taierzhuang than walk more than ten kilometers to Liujia Lake.

It was as if there were man-eating beasts over there.

Perhaps these soldiers simply didn't want to walk anymore.

Military orders were like mountains; the orders from above could not be disobeyed.

Such reasoning was understood by everyone, from Captain Kamikata Shichiro to Private Liuxia Shiqi.

Therefore! Although their speed was not fast, they dared not stop!

The Special Operations Brigade's movements were much more efficient.

The Third Platoon went north to clean up the Japanese soldiers they had encountered.

The Second Platoon went east, also to clean up Japanese soldiers.

Mao Wenxing clearly stated from the sky, "The Japanese soldiers coming from the east are coming along the main road.

They are not moving fast, and the distance is a bit far."

Qian Tianyou, the Second Platoon Leader, led his troops and ran two kilometers ahead.

Only then did they dismount and set up an ambush on the side of the road.

Although they had a platoon of more than fifty men,

the Japanese soldiers charging over were a company, a company of more than 180 soldiers.

Directional mines still needed to be used.

To use the least amount of effort, to fight the most beautiful battle, and to kill the most Japanese soldiers.

This had always been the Special Operations Brigade's motto, and it was also Lin Fan's requirement for everyone.

Once the directional mines were set up, Qian Tianyou left two men to lie in ambush to pull the cords.

He led the rest of the men to retreat, retreating to a place where the Japanese soldiers could not find them.

Waiting quietly!

Qian Tianyou and his men waited quietly:

The Japanese soldiers of the Kamikata Shichiro squad, no matter how slowly they walked, still walked into the trap set up by the Second Platoon.

The Japanese soldiers walking on the road had no idea that danger was right in front of them.

They were still sighing and complaining as they traveled.

Yang Mingjie, Zhong Ziran, and the others watched as the Japanese soldiers stepped into the trap step by step.

They patiently waited for them all to enter.

Only then did they detonate the bombs.

The Special Operations Brigade's placement of directional mines and subsequent charge had completely formed a standardized routine.

As soon as the bombs went off, Qian Tianyou led the soldiers of the Second Platoon to charge out on their warhorses.

Private Liuxia Shiqi was fortunate enough not to be injured by the bombs, and stood blankly on the road.

He stared dumbfounded at the cavalry suddenly charging out in front of him!

Captain Kamikata Shichiro's expression was not much better.

However, after all, he had been rolling around on the battlefield every day for the past few days.

Moreover, he had been constantly attacked by the Thirty-First Division day and night.

His reaction to this kind of sudden situation was much faster than that of Captain Tanaka Kazunaka.

Just as Qian Tianyou was leading his troops to launch a charge, Captain Kamikata Shichiro was also shouting, "Machine guns! Machine gun fire!"

On such a flat road, and with the cavalry charging towards them,

the Type 38 rifles in the hands of these Japanese soldiers could only play a limited role.

The main reason was that the firing speed of the Type 38 rifle was too slow, and it was completely unable to stop the rapidly charging cavalry.

Captain Kamikata Shichiro's command was timely, but it had no effect.

Out of the entire company of more than 180 Japanese soldiers, there were only twenty or so lucky ones like him.

Unfortunately, among these twenty or so Japanese soldiers, there were no machine gunners.

Private Liuxia Shiqi heard the captain's order, and although he was not a machine gunner,

he still lay prone on the ground, aimed at the charging Second Platoon, and fired.

Of these twenty or so Japanese soldiers who had luckily not fallen, only ten or so were truly uninjured.

Some of the Japanese soldiers were just holding on.

Captain Kamikata Shichiro quickly discovered the problem: not a single machine gunner was firing.

The charging Second Platoon was already about two hundred meters away.

Captain Kamikata Shichiro could only order, "Fix bayonets! Prepare to fight!"

Liuxia Shiqi had just fired two bullets.

Although they had not achieved any results, they at least represented the voice of resistance from the entire company.

Now that he heard the company's latest order,

he quickly stood up again.

In just a short while, several more of the Japanese soldiers who had just been standing fell down.

The remaining Japanese soldiers tightly formed a circle, the bayonets on their Type 38 rifles gleaming brightly.

Facing the charging cavalry,

they looked like a hedgehog with all its quills extended.

"Even if we die, we must make these charging cavalry pay a bloody price." At this time, Captain Kamikata Shichiro was still encouraging his subordinates.

Liuxia Shiqi felt that the captain's words made sense.

They could not sit still and wait for death, nor could they run away!

Qian Tianyou watched as the Japanese soldiers prepared to gather into a group, still attempting to resist at this time.

He loudly ordered, "Hand grenades!"

Several soldiers in the front row of the Second Platoon immediately prepared their hand grenades.

The warhorses passed by the last of the Kamikata Shichiro company's soldiers, less than ten meters away.

They gently dropped hand grenades one by one.

In less than ten seconds, all the Japanese soldiers who had just been standing stubbornly fell down.

These Japanese soldiers, gathered together in a group, became the best targets for hand grenades.

They dared not separate; for infantry to separate in front of cavalry was to seek death.

They dared not lie down; although lying down might prevent them from being killed by hand grenades, they would in fact be trampled to death by the warhorses.

The fate of the Japanese soldiers was already decided: death! It was their only way out.

Qian Tianyou and his men began to clear the battlefield.

At the artillery position in Liujia Lake, Lin Fan had stopped the bombing.

However, the Special Operations Company's work here had only just begun.

Lin Fan was also extremely busy.

There were more than eighty artillery pieces at the entire artillery position.

Just now, in order to quickly enter the battle, the soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade directly used the more than thirty cannons that were still intact.

They continued until all the artillery shells left behind by the Japanese soldiers at this position were used up.

Then, they sent two platoons out to snipe the Japanese soldiers.

Only then did Lin Fan have time to order the artillery platoon and the officers and soldiers of the First Platoon, who were still at the position, to begin repairing the damaged cannons.

Every cannon was a treasure to the Special Operations Brigade.

Especially in Taierzhuang, it was very difficult for the Special Operations Brigade to transport cannons from Jurong to here.

Now that there were so many damaged cannons, they could completely disassemble and repair them, seeing how many they could fix.

Even if the cannons were completely irreparable, Lin Fan would still remove their barrels.

Cannons were difficult to manufacture, and the most difficult part was the barrel.

This required high-quality steel and processing technology.

And this was what the Special Operations Brigade lacked the most.

As a high-achieving military academy student and the commander of the Special Operations Battalion, Lin Fan was also a professional in repairing artillery.

Since he was a professional, he naturally became the busiest person on the entire battlefield.

When the soldiers encountered problems, they immediately called for the brigade commander to come over.

To see if there were alternative solutions or replacement parts.

The laborers who had been following the Special Operations Brigade overland since Lincheng were also giving it their all today.

Wherever the Special Operations Brigade went, they followed.

Wang Duofu and the others saw this small force fight three battles in one morning.

Although these people were just ordinary people,

their hatred for foreign enemies was innate.

Any people on any land, if they do not have love for their land, if they do not have awe in their hearts,

such people are destined not to cherish their land, and neither such a nation nor the land where this nation lives has a soul.

Thousands of years of civilization have allowed ordinary people like Wang Duofu to have a deep love for their land.

This land, we can manage it ourselves!

We don't need foreign Japanese devils to point fingers.

Seeing that the Special Operations Brigade was so capable, defeating the Japanese soldiers three times in a row,

the laborers also walked with more and more strength.

Although they did not directly participate in the battle, they were now helping the Special Operations Brigade.

They also felt that they had a share in such a victory.

When they arrived at Liujia Lake, the Special Operations Brigade finally settled down.

Then they received Lin Fan's order: "Cook!"

These laborers were now familiar with the Special Operations Brigade's practice: everyone ate the same.

Eating the same rice, the same dishes.

The officers, soldiers, and laborers all took rice and dishes from the same pot.

There was no difference at all.

If there had to be a difference, there really was.

These laborers, whether they were eating rice or meat, could not compare to the soldiers.

This made the laborers somewhat unconvinced.

Especially when they heard that the soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade ate like this every day.

Wang Duofu was calculating: so many people eating meat every day, how many acres of farmland would that take!

Li Yuming was not alone; he represented a group of people.

Li Yuming was a battalion commander in the puppet 17th Army.

He was lucky enough to be captured by the Special Operations Brigade.

This was a rather embarrassing thing: if his rank had been one level higher, he would have been issued a warhorse.

Then he would not have been caught up by the Special Operations Brigade.

As a result, being one rank too low killed him; he was stuck without a four-legged warhorse.

He became the highest-ranking person among the captured puppet soldiers.

Now he and his battalion were resting by Liujia Lake.

When these people were running wildly with the Special Operations Brigade just now,

Li Yuming realized for the first time that his team could actually run so fast.

This speed was much faster than usual training and fighting.

It was actually very simple for them to have such a speed: those who ran slowly and could not keep up had already died.

In order not to die, all the puppet soldiers used all their strength.

Among the more than five thousand puppet soldier prisoners, except for the first dozen old-timers who were lazy and deliberately ran slowly and were executed,

no one had been shot since then.

Now: these puppet soldiers were also allocated rice and meat to cook.

Li Yuming's battalion, the organizational structure was not disrupted, all three infantry companies and one machine gun company were all there, a total of nearly six hundred people.

They were actually allocated six hundred pounds of white rice, six hundred pounds of meat, and three hundred pounds of radishes.

Li Yuming had to ask the laborer who delivered these things:

"Are we supposed to eat this for several days?"

"One meal! This noon meal!

This was ordered by Commander Lin, one pound of white rice, one pound of white meat, and half a pound of radishes per person."

Wang Duofu's face clearly carried a proud expression.

He was a small landlord who had carefully saved up a family business.

Being able to write and calculate was already ingrained in his bones.

In this era, it was rare for laborers to be able to calculate.

Therefore, Lin Fan let him temporarily be responsible for managing the logistics distribution of the Special Operations Brigade.

The standards for everyone were the same: one pound of rice, one pound of meat, and half a pound of vegetables.

Wang Duofu's words were not only heard by Battalion Commander Li Yuming alone.

All the puppet soldiers beside him heard it.

Happiness came too suddenly?

No!

These puppet soldiers immediately cried: eating so well!

It must be a last meal!

They couldn't live any longer!

The reaction of the puppet soldiers made Company Commander Shan Huacan, who was passing by, want to laugh.

He himself was such a puppet soldier back then, and he had the same thought when he was captured by the Special Operations Brigade.

After thinking about it, Shan Huacan stopped.

He shouted at Li Yuming, who had red eyes and was shedding tears even though he didn't cry out loud:

"A man doesn't shed tears easily.

The brigade commander is kind enough to give you white rice and meat, what are you crying about?"

Li Yuming only looked at the young man walking in front of him, followed by dozens of soldiers.

Like a drowning man grabbing a straw, he quickly said:

"Officer! Officer, I have an eighty-year-old mother above me and a three-year-old child below me.

I don't want to die!"

"We don't want to die either!"

Shan Huacan smiled, "If you wanted to die, you wouldn't have become prisoners.

Besides, the brigade commander didn't ask you to die, did he?"

"You're not killing us? Why are you giving us such good food?" This was a question from the soul.

Shan Huacan said with a smile, "Our Special Operations Brigade treats our own people well. The brigade commander is treating you as our own people.

Of course, we have to let you eat your fill."

Li Yuming heard what Shan Huacan said.

He felt that this young man was not bad, and he could see that when this young man stopped, all the dozens of burly soldiers behind him stopped as well.

Some of the soldiers were carrying cannons, and some were pushing heavy machine guns, patiently waiting for this young man to speak.

Li Yuming asked cautiously, "This is really not a last meal?"

"No! If you really want to give it a name,

you might as well call it a joining-the-ranks meal.

After eating this meal, follow us and fight the Japanese devils with peace of mind!

If you follow us, you will have such rice and dishes every day."

Someone among the prisoners immediately said, "You want us to be cannon fodder!"

Shan Huacan said with a smile, "I'm not afraid to tell you! Three months ago, I was also a puppet soldier.

I was young and had a big appetite.

I couldn't get enough to eat every day, so I was a communication soldier for the battalion commander.

Our team was scattered by the brigade commander, we were taken prisoner, and we ate well and got our fill every day.

I've even become a company commander now."

"What official position did your battalion commander get?" Li Yuming asked nervously.

"He still wanted to be a battalion commander like in the past, but the brigade commander shot him."

Shan Huacan looked at Li Yuming with a smile that was not a smile and said:

"Look at what we eat every day, it's so easy to make a fortune by fiddling with it a little bit.

Look at our weapons, it's easy to exchange them for money, right!

People with this kind of thinking have green grass on their graves.

Here, officers and soldiers are equal. If you want to be an official, rely on your ability.

Do you see that I'm young?

But I eat a lot, run fast, and shoot accurately.

That's how I became a company commander."

Wang Duofu had already distributed the grain and meat for lunch at this time.

He came back and heard these words, and couldn't help but ask, "Is eating a lot also an ability?"

Shan Huacan said proudly, "Of course it is.

If you eat a lot, you'll be strong and energetic.

A soldier who can't even eat his rice is definitely not a good soldier."

"Good!" The prisoners all shouted "good" when they heard this sentence.

These people became puppet soldiers just for a bite to eat, and they couldn't even eat their fill.

From top to bottom, the military pay and food that were distributed were deducted at every level.

The result of this was of course that they couldn't get enough to eat or eat well.

They didn't expect that when they became prisoners, they would actually be able to eat their fill, and there would even be meat to eat, and it would be a pound of meat per meal.

Happiness had really come.

A puppet soldier's timid voice, hidden in the crowd, asked, "Where can I sign up to join your team?"

Shan Huacan immediately said, "Right here, wait patiently.

Here in the Special Operations Brigade, as long as you have real skills, you will definitely be able to get ahead.

If you don't have any skills, don't be afraid, we will teach you the skills.

We will teach you to read and write, and we will teach you to fight."

Li Yuming listened to Shan Huacan's friendly explanation, and his heart was uneasy.

He asked anxiously, "Officer! Do you think there's still hope for me?"

Shan Huacan smiled, "As long as you're not obsessed with being an official, as long as you don't have to be an official to make a fortune.

Start as a small soldier.

That's all you need to do.

As long as you can lower yourself, you will be able to stand up in the future."

Li Yuming understood: they didn't necessarily want to kill them officials.

They just didn't want their official style to affect the purity of the team.

Shan Huacan left with the wind, leading a team of soldiers.

What was left behind were the envious eyes of more than five thousand puppet soldiers.

Now these people were no longer worried that this was a last meal.

Their mood had changed from just now's living or dying to how they could live better.

The officer just now didn't look very old, and he was already a company commander.

This was very enviable.

Not to mention these ordinary soldiers, even Battalion Commander Li Yuming was very envious of Shan Huacan.

Look at his momentum, a few dozen soldiers were much stronger than the six hundred men under his command.

He also saw the fighting power of this team when he was captured by the Special Operations Brigade today.

Not to mention the battle that had just taken place.

They directly seized the Japanese artillery position.

Not to mention doing it, he had never even dared to think about such a thing before.

Does his National Revolutionary Army have such a powerful army?

In any case, let's cook lunch and eat it first!

They had never had such treatment of one pound of rice and one pound of meat, even during the Lunar New Year.

Happiness had really come.

The news that the two companies that had gone to recapture the artillery position had all failed was transmitted back to Regiment Commander Segi Akira.

Now he had to consider suspending the attack on Taierzhuang.

Division Commander Chi Fengcheng finally discovered that the intensity of the Japanese attack had decreased.

They no longer launched charges as desperately as they had in the morning.

Now, it was as if they were just going through the motions.

In fact, without artillery support, the Japanese soldiers really had no strength to attack at this time.

The two sides had been entangled for such a long time.

The Thirty-First Division had suffered heavy casualties, and the soldiers were exhausted.

The effect of force is mutual.

The Japanese soldiers attacking Taierzhuang were the same; they just had fewer absolute casualties.

But the soldiers were just as tired.

Mao Wenxing, who was still circling in the air, also discovered the movements of the Japanese soldiers.

Now the two Japanese companies that had gone to Liujia Lake had been completely wiped out.

The Japanese soldiers attacking Taierzhuang had also slowed down their offensive.

The situation here had eased somewhat.

Mao Wenxing also had the time and leisure to expand his reconnaissance range.

He flew the plane, expanding his observation range circle by circle.

When he saw Xiangcheng, he couldn't help but be startled.

What he saw in Xiangcheng was no less intense than the battle before the Special Operations Brigade arrived in Taierzhuang.

At this time, Lieutenant General Sakamoto Shun, commander of the 21st Infantry Brigade of the 5th Division of the Japanese Army, was leading the 21st Infantry Regiment to attack Xiangcheng.

Defending Xiangcheng was the 74th Division of the 55th Army of the 3rd Army Group.

Division Commander Li Hanzhang had urgently requested reinforcements from Sun Tong, commander of the 3rd Army Group.

In less than half an hour, the Japanese soldiers had already entered Xiangcheng.

When Li Hanzhang contacted the commander-in-chief again, he was not asking for rescue, but requesting to retreat.

Sun Tong, commander of the 3rd Army Group, quickly reported to Li Zongren, commander of the 5th War Area.

Li Zongren was shocked when he heard that Xiangcheng had been captured by the Japanese soldiers.

He immediately ordered: "No retreat is allowed under any circumstances.

Taierzhuang and Linyi have been in a bloody battle for so many days, and the situation is turning in our favor.

If Xiangcheng is lost, all the efforts of these days will be wasted."

Xiangcheng was in danger!

The telegram was immediately transmitted to Wuhan and to Chiang Kai-shek.

Chiang Kai-shek was furious. He believed that it was Zhang Zizhong's 59th Army that had not fought well.

Letting the Japanese soldiers go, which allowed the Japanese soldiers to run from Linyi to Xiangcheng.

Chiang Kai-shek ordered: "The 59th Army will immediately depart from Linyi to reinforce Xiangcheng.

Xiangcheng must not be lost no matter what."

Zhang Zizhong, who received the order, had already repelled the Japanese soldiers at this time.

But his 59th Army could not get away from the battlefield.

This was because when the 5th Division of the Japanese Army sent Sakamoto Shun to lead the 21st Regiment away,

two Japanese battalions were left in the direction of Linyi, personally commanded by Lieutenant General Itagaki Seishiro, commander of the 5th Division.

Itagaki Seishiro commanded these two battalions, and although he had been retreating steadily, he still stubbornly held up the 59th Army.

The Japanese soldiers certainly knew that if the 59th Army was allowed to free its hands and insert a knife behind the 21st Regiment,

the 21st Regiment would have a hard time.

Zhang Zizhong was not that he didn't want to go to Xiangcheng now, it was that he really couldn't.

Moreover, his 59th Army had suffered heavy casualties, and not only could it not withdraw from the battlefield,

but it also needed the assistance of the newly arrived 333rd Brigade to confront the two battalions of Japanese soldiers.

Now he could only send out the Independent Cavalry Regiment, which had played a huge role in the battle to pursue the Japanese soldiers.

Regiment Commander Li Daxiong received the order and immediately set off.

At this time, the 3rd Army Group was also urgently moving its troops towards Xiangcheng.

However, it would take time for these troops to arrive.

What Division Commander Li Hanzhang lacked now was time.

The replies to several consecutive requests for assistance were all positive: The 3rd Army Group had sent two divisions of the 12th Army, the 29th Division of the 55th Army, and the 13th Division.

What else could Division Commander Li Hanzhang do?

He could only order all the officers and soldiers of the division to launch street battles in Xiangcheng.

Even if it was street fighting, they had to hold on until the moment when the reinforcements arrived.

What Mao Wenxing saw in the sky was this situation.

During these days, although he was a wounded soldier, he had been recovering from his injuries.

But he was present every day when Lin Fan analyzed the overall battlefield situation.

This was also Lin Fan's intention.

In modern warfare, what is the most important thing?

Of course, it is information and the command system.

Modern battlefields are all airborne early warning aircraft, connecting the entire command transfer of the battlefield.

Lin Fan could not build an airborne command system in this era.

He could only train Mao Wenli to become an airborne command system, plus an information transmission platform.

To achieve this goal, of course, Mao Wenxing needed to have a broad perspective and a clear understanding of the entire battlefield.

This was also why after Mao Wenxing was injured, it was not easy to find a replacement.

Seeing the fierce battle taking place in Xiangcheng,

Mao Wenxing immediately felt the danger of the entire battlefield.

The current situation was already: Xiangcheng was lost! The line of defense between Linyi and Taierzhuang was opened by the Japanese soldiers.

Taierzhuang could no longer be defended.

Lin Fan's plan to encircle and annihilate the Japanese soldiers in Taierzhuang could not be implemented.

Mao Wenxing, who flew over Liujia Lake again, immediately reported the situation he had just seen in Xiangcheng to Lin Fan.

Xiangcheng was thirty kilometers away from Liujia Lake.

Lin Fan looked at the map.

His mind was thinking tensely: from Taierzhuang to Xiangcheng to support, cavalry could reach the battlefield in two hours.

This was a plain, the roads were connected in all directions, and with Mao Wenxing's guidance in the air, he could perfectly avoid the Japanese troops.

Go!

Even if the soldiers of the First and Second Companies were a little tired, they had to go!

Otherwise, if Xiangcheng was lost, the entire Taierzhuang defense line would collapse.

Thinking of this, he immediately reported his plan to lead the First and Second Companies to reinforce Xiangcheng to Division Commander Chi Fengcheng of the 31st Division.

Division Commander Chi already knew that Lin Fan had seized Hanzhuang, Liujia Lake, and Dunshang Village today.

And he had also taken the Japanese artillery position and bombed the Japanese soldiers with the Japanese artillery.

Now, when he heard that Lin Fan was going to Xiangcheng, he immediately became somewhat unwilling:

Wasn't Taierzhuang difficult enough?

Lin Fan analyzed to Division Commander Chi: "It is precisely because we have been so difficult these days.

It was not easy to fight to this day.

We cannot give up such a situation.

If Xiangcheng is occupied by the Japanese soldiers, there is no point in defending Taierzhuang.

All our sacrifices for so many days would be meaningless.

I cannot let the blood of my brothers flow in vain.

Li Hanzhang is not Chi Fengcheng, and the 74th is not the 31st Division.

Their fighting will and ability to defend the city cannot be compared with the brothers of Division Commander Chi and the 31st Division.

The 31st Division can stabilize even after three-quarters of Taierzhuang has been occupied by the Japanese soldiers.

No division in the country can do this.

Therefore, I cannot go to reinforce Xiangcheng quickly."

Division Commander Chi asked, "The Fifth War Area must have sent reinforcements."

Lin Fan asked, "Can they guarantee that they will arrive in Xiangcheng before 5 pm?

After arriving, can they guarantee that Xiangcheng will not be lost?"

"Taierzhuang is in chaos, and no one can guarantee that they will not be entangled by the Japanese soldiers on the way forward.

No one can arrive in Xiangcheng before 5 pm.

As for guaranteeing that Xiangcheng will not be lost after arriving, no one dares to say that."

Division Commander Chi pondered.

Lin Fan smiled: "We can do it!

I have my plane in the sky, which is our eyes.

We can know in advance whether there are Japanese soldiers ahead.

After arriving in Xiangcheng, I dare not say anything else, but it is still possible to hold up the Japanese soldiers and cooperate with the officers and soldiers of the 74th Division to defend Xiangcheng."

Division Commander Chi certainly knew the importance of Xiangcheng, but in fact, it was not that Xiangcheng was important.

Rather, every city and town between Taierzhuang and Linyi was very important now.

For the National Revolutionary Army, as long as the Japanese soldiers broke through a point on such a long defense line,

the entire defense line would collapse, and all the efforts of the past few days would be wasted.

Thinking of this, he could only agree: "Go ahead!"

Lin Fan said, "We will not give up the artillery position in Liujia Lake when we leave here.

I want to put the Third Company in Liujia Lake and the Fourth Company in this artillery position in Liujia Lake.

When the 22nd Army Group transports the subsequent shells,

Division Commander Chi can command them to bomb wherever they need to be bombed."

Chi Fengcheng was surprised: "Aren't they infantry companies?"

"The infantry companies of the Special Operations Brigade can also fire cannons."

"Okay! I will immediately send people to take over Beiluo and Nanluo, which you have vacated."

Lin Fan's plan was immediately reported level by level.

Li Zongren, commander of the Fifth War Area, saw that Lin Fan was going to take the initiative to attack and personally lead two companies to relieve the siege of Xiangcheng.

Everyone in the headquarters of the Fifth War Area could not believe it: What did Lin Fan rely on to be able to pass through the Japanese soldiers' heavy defenses in the midst of thousands of troops?

Arrive in Xiangcheng before 5 pm?

Chi Fengcheng explained that the Special Operations Brigade had Mao Wenxing in the sky!

Li Zongren was silent, and the staff officers of the headquarters of the Fifth War Area were silent.

They already knew the importance of Mao Wenxing.

But they didn't expect him to be so important.

Thinking about it, it was also true. There were thousands of roads on this plain, and safety was the most important thing.

If you want to be safe, you must be able to avoid the Japanese soldiers' defense line.

The Japanese soldiers' movements can indeed be seen clearly from the sky.

At this time, Lin Fan had already begun to gather the troops and prepare to set off.

This time, the First and Second Companies were all advancing on warhorses.

The two companies were equipped with their original equipment, and the cannons they had just captured today were still at the position.

Lin Fan could only let the soldiers gather the artillery parts that were lying on the ground.

They would continue to repair them after they returned.

The soldiers of the First and Second Companies each carried two large rice balls.

Each of them had scooped up a few pieces of cooked meat and set off.

They were going to eat on the march.

Mao Wenxing in the air did not have to worry about this. He had dry food on his plane.

Li Yuming and the other puppet soldiers could see a team of cavalry rushing east like a dragon.

These puppet soldiers did not dare to ask anything.

They could only discuss with each other in secret: "Where are these people going to fight the Japanese devils again?"

Suddenly, these puppet soldiers became somewhat envious of the soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade.

Who wouldn't want to join a team that always wins?

The Fourth Company had already taken over at the artillery position at this time.

The Second Platoon of the Eighth Regiment was also advancing towards this place.

They also pulled the anti-aircraft guns to this place.

The Third and Fourth Companies temporarily handed over the positions in Beiluo and Nanluo to the Second Battalion.

This was Division Commander Chi Fengcheng's order.

The Second Battalion had just taken over Dunshang Village.

Now, one battalion was actually taking over four villages, which was a great honor.

Battalion Commander Jia had once again witnessed the power of the Special Operations Brigade this morning.

The team that attacked Dunshang Village today was a team that had just arrived in Taierzhuang.

And there was only a platoon of more than fifty people.

It was such a platoon that actually recaptured Dunshang Village.

Battalion Commander Jia no longer knew how to evaluate the Special Operations Brigade.

He had been grading this team all along.

Every time, he thought he knew enough about this team.

But every time, this team could refresh his understanding.

He had just learned from a conversation with Third Company Commander Shan Huacan that in two days, Da Feng Novel Network

Brigade Commander Lin had taken two companies to Lincheng to rob the Japanese soldiers' supplies.

He had also captured Hanzhuang, then Liujia Lake.

And he had also occupied the Japanese artillery position and captured dozens of cannons.

Such a record was something that Battalion Commander Jia dared not even think about.

He was clear that Brigade Commander Niel had organized two regiments, but he had not been able to seize the Japanese artillery position.

Now he was clear: The artillery position east of Liujia Lake was his.

If there was a need, he would call for support!

Lin Fan led the First and Second Companies on the road nervously.

There were not many troops on this road, but the momentum was not small:

Warhorses in the front, tanks and cannons in the middle, and warhorses escorting them in the back.

Mao Wenxing in the air had already reported the road conditions ahead.

On the battlefield, accidents can happen at any time.

Lin Fan and his men had just left Liujia Lake for ten miles and were advancing well on the road.

Mao Wenxing suddenly reported: There was a small team of Japanese soldiers ahead, a team of less than a hundred Japanese soldiers, actually stopped to rest on the road ahead.

This was a Japanese supply team.

If they detoured, they would have to travel three to five kilometers more.

Lin Fan asked, "Are there any other Japanese troops around?"

Mao Wenxing replied, "There is a Japanese team of about 500 people three kilometers to the right."

Lin Fan ordered, "First Company, prepare to charge directly and clear the road."

After thinking about it, Lin Fan ordered again, "First Company, change your clothes!"

Each soldier in the Special Operations Brigade carried a set of Japanese uniforms.

Although they had not disguised themselves as Japanese soldiers for a long time,

this did not prevent them from wearing Japanese uniforms. This was part of their equipment.

The entire company stopped for less than two minutes.

A Japanese cavalry team appeared.

Lin Fan took the lead and charged forward.

Captain Nagatomo Sanjushichi led the supply team to deliver ammunition to the front.

The Third Battalion in front requested to replenish three bases of ammunition.

The supplies in Lincheng were robbed, so they could only send one base up now.

Because the supplies were robbed, the rations of these supply soldiers were cut in half.

The Japanese soldiers fighting on the front line were the same. Not only was the supply of ammunition insufficient, but there was also not enough to eat.

He heard that the rear was actively rushing to transport supplies, and before the supplies that were being rushed to transport arrived, they had to persevere through such hard days.

The Japanese soldiers of Nagatomo Sanjushichi's company, who had not eaten, were resting on the road.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of horses' hooves, and a team of cavalry charged over from a distance.

Captain Nagatomo Sanjushichi was not in a hurry: all around were Japanese troops.

Only the troops of the Empire could appear in front of them.

Sure enough, what rushed out in front was a team of the Empire's cavalry.

Looking at how anxious that team looked,

Captain Nagatomo Sanjushichi immediately ordered the Japanese soldiers under his command: "Get up! Get up!